An odd dream...

I typically don't remember my dreams, but as of late I have been having many and have been remembering them. Last week I had several that involved Gunnar. Last night I had one that involved the guy from my last "relationship." I've never dreamt about him, so I am not entirely sure what prompted this little unconscious wandering.

I dreamt that we were with his friends (which we typically were) and that we were in a car and I was driving (which I typically was). We were headed to a party (which is where we were typically headed) in an unknown town for St. Patrick's Day. The streets were filled with people partying and he was hanging with his friends, ignoring me. I was going to go to the party, but realized there was a trailer full of junk that I needed to empty before I could go to the party. I began emptying the junk and I am not sure where it went. That is pretty much the basis of the dream.

Of course, we could pick this apart without the help of a book, however Susan loaned me some dream books last week when I mentioned that I had been remembering them more frequently. This morning I looked up as many of the things as I could, and they are pretty obvious.

Of course my driving symbolized how I was moving through life. Am I being driven or am I the driver? In the dream I was the driver and I believe that in my life I AM the driver. The junk represented outdated attitudes or unfinished business that I have been carrying around or unable to resolve (geee...do ya think?). I think it was a good sign that I was emptying the junk. I am going to take that as a sign of continued forward movement. I'll bet you'll never guess about the party... Of course it symbolized a celebration that would be upcoming. The book said that over 50% of men studied had been unknowingly been expecting a child when they dreamt of a celebration. Just to set the record straight I am not expecting. It's impossible since I have stuck to the no Y chromosome philosophy (which seems to be working really well for me, actually). ANYWAY...the admissions committee at the University of Rochester meet today and the Financial Aid committee meet tomorrow. I hope the party dream was timely and truly symbolic.

That's it. Just wanted to share before I forgot all of it.

Buh bye...good riddance...not sure why I hold onto things that are so obviously wrong for so ridiculously long.